My sober thoughts call to me,
coaxing me to the drunken sea
The vile water filled my lungs,
Intoxicating, biting tounges.
Clawing like black birds,
These druken words,
Are all I hear
As the dark draws near.
The sky closes,
Withering roses,
Memories cloud
Like a dark gray shroud,
Leaving me be,
Left with just a plea;
Drunken words are my sober thoughts.
Author notes
Oh god im tired....
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